Tuesday, September 8, 2015

a crow

in the mornings. she was underneath thefeeders this morning lying on the ground.i noticed that she seemed to be injured because

in seeing me approach her she flapped her wings but was seemingly unable to roll over and amble.

i was going to remain at a distance and observe her.sometimes these birds can mend and thrive withouthuman intervention. the day had been forecasted todevelop into an oppressively hot day and evening.dusk came and i went out to check on her. still on herside, i petted her around the nape area of her back.her lamenting eyes looked up at me, with gloves on
i lifted her to looked underneath her wings and noticedthe talons on her feet were clenched tightly as if shehad a stroke, maybe from the oppressive heat. this being a Sunday evening, pet refuge centerswere not accessible at least near me and so in
a human empathetic attempt to comfort her, i placed fresh water in a shallow pan next to herand laid some seed around her. lastly, i placeda mesh laundry basket over her as a protective measurefrom potential predators, debris falling on herand some protection from elements of the weatherthe next morning i went to check on her.sadly, i observed underneath the basket, her eyes openher talons clenched, her soul had departedi left around her fresh bird seed and a flowerRIP my friend !